Chapter 112: Weekend Getaway

Charlotte "Tell me about your most memorable ex," I found myself asking as I tossed the stress ball on my table into the air and caught it again. I pulled myself up from my homework space and slunk over to my bed, where I plopped down and began tossing the ball towards the ceiling. Damian hummed into my ear, taking his time to answer. "One time," he said slowly, in a way that made me realize he seemed to be a good storyteller. "My parents set me up with this girl. Rich parents, the best upbringing... she would have been perfect, as my mom liked to say. But honestly, I didn't feel like it was worth anything." "Why?" I raised my eyebrows, picturing him beside me, picturing his arms around my body, picturing my head lying on his chest. It was a nice picture, paradoxically, I thought to myself with a giddy smile. Oh my God. What is wrong with me? I raised my hand to my forehead and smacked it, earning a light smack that I bet he could hear. "What was that? Are you killing a mosquito or